The Second Lead Fate
One Hundred Twenty One

Feeling a little relieved after taking out all the pain he had saved, made Adhi feel a little weak. He did not go home and spent the whole day in the mosque. No one threw him out or questioned the meaning of his presence. Heri who had to work had left a few hours ago and Adhi did not feel lonely. Wh why? Why did he feel calm just by sitting inside this building called mosque? The sun was about to rise when Adhi decided to go home.

"Where are you going?" ask a woman with a big head covering.

"home"

"You don't pray Fajr first?" the woman's question suddenly made Adhi tremble. His chest that had calmed down earlier slowly became thumping.

"Sholate? I'm not .. muslim" he replied and bowed. Surely the woman thought it strange to sit in the mosque all day.

"Oh sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I'm sorry."

Why is she apologizing when she's wrong? Adhi saw the woman standing in line and started doing the same movements as the others. Adhi remembered when he saw Ambar praying in his nursery first. Back then, he was also astonished by all the moves the woman made. But now ... all seems familiar.

Adhi went inside her smelly and dirty apartment. For a long time he never cleaned his house or himself. Maybe he should do that. Finally Adhi spent the morning until noon to clean the apartment. Then she took a shower and looked at herself in front of the mirror. Like beggars. No one wants to say hello or help him find a mini market at that time. Adhi shaved off his mustache and beard, revealing his sharp jaws and the face of another man. She came out of the bathroom refreshed and remembered everything Kenzo had left on the table. One by one he read the certificate of ownership of the assets and decided to sell them all. There are three clubs and buildings in the Chinatown area. He wants to sell everything.

"Are you sure?" ask the friend who received his call about the club's sales issue. His friend had long been eyeing his club.

"Yeah"

"I get the paper done" said his friend in a thick English accent.

"Okay"

"But why?"

"I'm tired" Adhi replied easily.

He's just tired of taking care of everything. All her life she strives to be Danial's rival who accepts everything from her father. But now he doesn't care anymore. He just wants to live until he dies and try to pay for his sins.

He hung up the phone and looked in his eyes a picture of a woman. How long did he keep the woman's photo for his lock screen? Don't know. But it feels like a long time. The photo was taken when Ambar came with him to the Lake in this country. Despite not smiling, the woman remained beautiful in her eyes. Then he remembered Feli's pale face when he died and felt his chest hurt. His fingers began to move above the screen and changed the lock screen photo. It's time for him to take off the woman. He could not love that woman anymore. Especially because of their troubled past. The woman must have continued her life in Jakarta. Without ever thinking about it.

After selling all his clubs and buildings, Adhi walked towards the mosque. He goes in and finds Heri helping organize a book in one corner.

"Hello" he said to Heri. But the man just stood up and looked at her in wonder.

"Hey. Who???"

Adhi brushed his chin with his hand, surely because of this Heri did not recognize him.

"I ... the beggar"

"God's Masya. Subhanallah Wahh. Greatable. You turned out to be .. so high"

"I'm writing the Quran. Do you want soup?"

Adhi smiled and nodded. Of course he wants to. The warm soup is the purpose here.

"You look very different"

"I'm just cleaning myself up"

"That's great. Real good. You start forgiving yourself apparently"

"Pardon yourself?"

"I don't know as bad as what life you lived or experienced before. But forgiving yourself is a good start. Everything that happens in the world is a destiny that has been written by God. Birth, life and death. Never blame yourself for someone's death.  You who are allowed to live means given time to improve yourself. Make the best use of your life time"

Adhi's heart and brain felt so calm upon hearing Heri's words. Adhi was sure the man in front of her was not too old from her yet, but had wisdom that surpassed her lifespan.

"I ... will try"

"alright. Wait here first. I'll take the soup for you"

"But ... "

"Yes?"

"Sholate. What'sthat?"

Heri looked towards him and went to another corner of the building. Take some books and put them in Adhi's hands.

"This is the teaching of Islam. You can learn it on the internet or in this book. But .. I think you know a little about Muslims"

"I ... have known him"

As a religion that sets him apart from the woman he loves. That is what Adhi knows about Islam. He hated Muslims and Islam after Ambar rejected him.

"You can read it just to know. What happens after that is your business with God"

Adhi was not sure of understanding the meaning of Heri's words at that time. But now ...he has read a lot of books about the religion embraced by Ambar. Surprisingly, the more he found out about Islam, the more his anger grew. Perhaps because this was the first time he was so focused on things other than the death of Feli.But ... when he entered the mosque again to meet Heri, he felt a strong urge to follow every prayer movement. At first he could only stand at the very back of the line and observe what others were doing. And long ago he memorized it and always came to the mosque every time prayer arrived. He also began to learn to read the Quran which was all written in Arabic. He felt very calm and comfortable being in a Muslim environment for several months.

"How do you become a Muslim?" her tanyanya surprised Heri. It was a big decision for him. But he did not feel a single doubt as he made the sudden decision that was in his head. He feels sure. Surely can do good in the rest of the life given by God by embracing Islam.